A dread, a fear I cannot place
That haunts my waking hours. My face
Reflects the care and it will not leave.
It worries me though I cannot grieve.
A worrisome conflict deep inside
To cause concern I cannot confide,
It causes me some loss of sleep
And forgetfulness I long to creep.
Into a shroud depart forget!
What worries me not ready yet,
What bothers me, whatever care,
Into sweet peace, no worry there.
“Take no anxious thought,” Christ said.
Why cannot I cram that in my head?
For in a sense my worries a sin.
Am I not letting Satan in?
Yes, I am. And it has got to cease!
I long for rest, I long for peace!
I pray for peace, I am praying now!
I thank you, Lord, I will not allow.
A transient dread to rob my joy!
For Jesus’ love and peace deploy.
It fills my heart! His peace over flows!
All fear departs! Peace grows and grows!
Sam Cox 6.13.05